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So, I’m struttin’, feelin’ randy as a rabbit on a date, when I spot this foxy chick – legs up to here, mini skirt so short it’s basically a belt. “Groovy, baby!” I yell, but then – bam! – some plonker tries rippin’ me off. Charges me double, says she’s “exotic.” Exotic my arse! She’s from bloody Essex! Got me all steamed up, that did – I’m no mug, yeah? “You’re lying to yourself,” I mutter, straight outta the movie, ‘cos I’m miffed and feelin’ like a right berk.

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The focus of the operation is finding and protecting sex workers who may be victims of trafficking and exploitation.

But then, outta nowhere, the fire alarm goes off. Everyone’s like, “What the heck?” We all spill out onto the street. I’m standing there, pint in hand, thinking, “This is how I die. In Cork, with a pint.” But it’s just a false alarm. We all laugh it off and head back in.

Death Notice of Kathleen O'Mahoney (Farranree, Cork)